InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Close Your Eyes ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

Close Your Eyes: Chapter 2

By: Scarlet_fears

 

Sesshoumaru felt as though he had been sleeping for days. He woke up and realized that he was not in his bed, but rather some uncomfortable, hard surface. Slowly lifting his arms up to stretch he felt his back crack as he reached towards his shoulder blades. His head was still lightly pounding, but nothing compared to before. The previous occurrences started coming back to him as his eyes snapped open. His vision was fogged. He couldn't pick out colors, or details of the objects around them. He saw a rough outline of his surroundings, but nothing more.

 

The door creaked open as his head turned in the direction of the noise. He could clearly see the figure of a woman.

 

“Hello, I see you've woken up,” she stopped to look at the information card on top of the desk “Mr. Taisho…” She was obviously trying to make small talk with him as she took his temperature, and removed the IV cord in his arm. She was saying nothing of importance.

 

“I want information.” He finally said as calmly as he could.

 

“Um…well actually, I'm just here to check your status.” The nurse said fidgeting with needle, “I don't really know anything about your condition.”

 

“Get me a doctor now.” he commanded icily.

 

“Don't take that tone with me…” the nurse replied obviously annoyed with the way he thought he could order her around.

 

“NOW!” he said louder through gritted teeth. Seeing the retreating form of the nurse, he was somewhat satisfied until he heard her remark about “getting the stick out of his ass”. He was up on his feet charging at the nurse in no time.

 

“Woah,” Inuyasha said pushing him back in the room. “I can't even go to the bathroom without you getting in trouble.” Once seated, he started demanding answers.

 

“They just took you in about half an hour ago. I don't know much about what's going on. Doc said he couldn't do much until you were awake.”

 

“Which I can see he has done.” The doctor stated matter-of-factly as he took a seat on the chair in front of the examination table. “My name is Dr. Komata. What seems to be the problem?”

 

“Only the fact that I can't see…” Sesshoumaru replied sarcastically. The doctor examined his eyes, poking and prodding with his fingers.

 

“From what I can see with the sores on the inside of your eyelids…” the doctor continued as he wrote in his notepad, “It seems you have a case of ocular herpes. Now what this is--

 

“Hey doc,” Inuyasha interrupted while biting into an apple, “Ain't herpes some sort of STD?”

 

The apple was quickly snatched and disposed of by the doctor.

 

“There is no eating in this room.”

 

“Hey! But…”

 

“And in this case, no it isn't an STD.” the doctor tried to explain it in terms that could be easily understood. “Ocular herpes is a result of the following factors: direct exposure to the sunlight, previous eye injuries, severe illness, excessive overwhelming stress, and extreme cases of obesity.”

 

“I think it's safe to rule out the last one.” The doctor finished. “So which is it?”

 

“I honestly don't think any of those factors apply to me.” Sesshoumaru said.

 

“That's a load of crap!” Inuyasha interjected, “It is absolutely the stress!”

 

The doctor wrote down some more notes speaking gibberish to himself. Raising himself to his feet he again spoke. “I see.” He continued to observe Sesshoumaru.

 

“Judging from the number of sores, and their…appearance, you should regain your eyesight in the least amount of six months. It could possibly go up to nine months.”

 

“So I will regain my vision?” Sesshoumaru asked.

 

“Yes. Your condition may worsen if you continue to put yourself under these heavy circumstances. The sores will again spread further back reaching your optic nerve and may cause permanent damage there.”

 

The doctor again looked through his notepad.

 

“I suggest you take it easy. I cannot begin to imagine what you are going through to put this amount of stress on yourself. Do you care to state any other ailments?”

 

“I've been having mild migraines lately, and I can feel it somewhat right now.”

 

After finishing whatever notes he was writing he pulled some brochures out of the cabinet.

 

“I recommend taking this Zoloft once in the morning…”

 

“But isn't that…” Inuyasha once again interrupted.

 

“This is getting annoying Mr. Taisho.” The doctor said exasperatingly. “No it is not just an anti-depressant; it is also used for migraines.”

 

“Oh…” Inuyasha kept silent.

 

“Considering the demands of your job, I know that six months is too much time for you to take off of work. I discourage taking Braille classes. You'll have your vision back by the time you finish. Instead you might need a guide dog to lead you around. There will be a couple of meetings…”

 

“I'm allergic.” Sesshoumaru replied.

 

“Well…” the doctor flipped through some pages, “They have personal assistants. They are more expensive, but it appears you have no choice in the matter.”

 

“It appears so.”

 

~*~

 

Sesshoumaru could already tell this was going to be a problem. He was soon released from Chiba Medical as Inuyasha guided him towards his car in the parking lot. He could tell it was night. The light perception had reduced, and than there was the fact that Inuyasha asked if he wanted to have dinner. He tried to ignore the last thought.

 

“I'll take your silence as a no.” Inuyasha finally said breaking the awkward moment between the two. “I won't be here for the next couple of weeks.”

 

“You're never usually here.” He stated quite dazed.

 

It was true. Inuyasha lived in the southern city of Osaka with their family friend Myouga. After Myouga's wife had died, he had become an alcoholic. Inuyasha feeling indebted by all that Myouga had done for him stayed there to keep an eye on him. Their father lived in an estate in the rugged landscape of Hokkaido. It was on the Northern islands of Japan. He didn't like the rush of the city.

 

<i>He loved the outdoors.</i>

 

Sesshoumaru lived in Chiba. It was a lot closer to the bustling industry. That wasn't where he felt at home, it was where he felt he belonged. The late Mr. Taisho spent three days of the week in Chiba to take care of business needs. Most of the work was just sent to him at home so he wouldn't have to visit too often. He enjoyed spending the weekends with Inuyasha. Usually Sesshoumaru and his father kept everything strictly business. There was the occasional lunch break, but they grew distant after his mother died, and he had decided to remarry.

 

“I was talking about the meeting.” Inuyasha snorted as he kept his gaze straight forward.

 

“The…meeting,” Sesshoumaru repeated. Confusion settled in and his brow drew together. He tried to recall what he was talking about.

 

<i>Ah, that meeting…</i>

 

“What of it?”

 

“Well, I'm going to the states to advertise and expose new methods of merger.” He said while making hand gestures. He suddenly stopped remembering that it was in vain. “Yeah…and all that whatnot stuff.”

 

“I hope you have a better way of communicating these methods other than <i>whatnot stuff</i>.”

 

“Hmph! Blind and you are still a bastard.”

 

Sesshoumaru made no remark which only made Inuyasha feel like a total ass.

 

“Do you um…want me to stay?” Inuyasha asked as he pulled into the parking area of Sesshoumaru's apartment complex.

 

Getting out of the car Sesshoumaru brushed himself off and replied, “I've never required your presence.” He started off walking towards the building. He bumped into four different cars on the way and almost tripped over the curb. Inuyasha grabbed his arm and started off.

 

“Yeah,” he said sarcastically. “You don't need my help at all. You're only going off in the wrong direction, straight into traffic.”

 

The bellboy watched as the once regal, independent resident of the complex was practically being dragged in by the arm by someone who closely resembled him. His feet collided with the steps leading to the main lobby and the leading man mumbled an apology. This was not normal. His eyes followed the two men until the elevator door closed. Something was going on, and by the end of the week, everyone would know.

 

~*~

 

“I called Jaken right now,” Inuyasha said. He was ironing a shirt and some dark colored dress pants for Sesshoumaru. “He'll be coming up to get you and then drive you to NSW where you'll pick up your guide.”

 

Sesshoumaru was currently in the shower. With his head leaning against the stall, and the soap streaming down his back he wondered how he ever got himself in this situation.

 

<i>I guess I should've gone on that cruise a while back.</i> he joked to himself while giving a sharp laugh.

“What was that?”

 

“Nothing.”

 

“I hope you're listening in there. It took a lot of work getting all of this arranged.”

 

After hearing no response Inuyasha let out a hefty sigh. This was probably the most time he and Sesshoumaru had spent together since they were living in the same house back in school.

 

<i>Which was what? Three years ago…?</i>

 

It was non-business related and yet he knew if this had never happened they would have gone on living just the same. It really didn't make any difference. Inuyasha remained friends with Miroku, but nowadays he barely had any spare time.

 

“I left your,” he cleared his throat. “under…stuff there on the sink.” He flushed slightly at the embarrassing predicament he was in.

 

<i>I feel like an old man.</i>

 

Inuyasha went to the kitchen to fix himself something to eat. Looking in the refrigerator he found half a gallon of milk, some leftover Chinese take-out, bread, butter, and some really out-dated lunch-meat. The cupboards were practically empty except for the dishes, but he managed to find some cereal.

 

<i>Mini-Wheat's…It'll do.</i>

 

Grabbing himself a bowl he poured it in there and added some milk. Hearing the bathroom door open he turned around but not before snatching a spoon.

 

“Where's the Zoloft?”

 

“Right here,” Inuyasha said while munching on the cereal. “Let me get you one. Hold up.” Untwisting the lid he poured a glass of water and handed it to Sesshoumaru.

 

“You don't have any food. You know that right?” Inuyasha said, still munching through the cereal.

 

“What are you eating then?”

 

“Mini-Wheat's…”

 

“The one's with the maggots right?” Sesshoumaru informed him as he turned back heading to his room.

 

That did it for Inuyasha. Spitting the cereal across the counter he hurried to the bathroom and rinsed with mouthwash. He scrubbed every inch of his, gagging himself to get everything out of his system. Sesshoumaru settled in bed, clearly unfazed by the occurrence and proceeded to shut off the light.

 

“Fuck!”

 

Finally coming out of the bathroom he gathered his stuff.

 

“Real nice fluffy!” he cursed. “Die from infection or somethin'!”

 

“You can't die from eating maggots. You chewed them before swallowing. They probably died. If they didn't, they'll die in your digestive track.” Sesshoumaru called carelessly from bed.

 

“Keh! Sounds like you have personal experience!” Inuyasha pouted from the hallway.

 

“No, I check my food before eating it.” He replied nonchalantly while making himself more comfortable.

 

“You're gonna have some problem with that now…” Inuyasha mumbled putting his jacket on.

 

“I missed that.” Sesshoumaru snapped having an idea of what he had said.

 

“I <i>said</i> you wouldn't have to if you kept up with things around here!” he lied.

 

<i>Sure</i>

 

“Your clothes are hanging on the doorknob of the closet.” Inuyasha explained hurriedly as he made his way to the door. “I left another Zoloft on the counter in the kitchen for tomorrow. There's a water bottle there as well. Jaken will be here early so I set your alarm clock for five-thirty.”

 

He opened the door and just before closing it he called out. “Oh, and Sessh?”

 

“Hm?”

 

“Don't forget that your underwear goes on the inside of your clothes.” That made Sesshoumaru growl. Inuyasha smirked as he slammed the door behind him.

 

~*~

 

Today was certainly going to prove to be an interesting day. Jaken had never been asked to chauffer Mr. Taisho around. Inuyasha had explained to him the situation, but he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. Maybe now he would get the recognition he thought that he so desperately deserved. He walked into the building and was surprised to find Sesshoumaru already downstairs waiting for him in the lobby.

 

<i>I wonder how he managed that.</i>

 

“G-good morning Mr. T-taisho.” He stuttered as Sesshoumaru stood up.

 

Although he felt awkward doing so he proceeded to grasp his boss by the cuff of his sleeve and tug him along through the revolving doors. His ego only grew as the staff stopped to acknowledge his presence. Jaken smirked and held the car door open for Sesshoumaru. Spending twenty minutes with Jaken in the car continuously telling him what and “honor” it was to escort him wherever he pleased wasn't his ideal fantasy.

 

Arriving at their destination Jaken once again opened the door for him and dragged him towards the entrance of the building. It was a quiet place. Sesshoumaru could hear the typing of the receptionist, and a couple of far-off voices. He was pushed towards a chair in the waiting room and sat quietly as Jaken signed him in at the front desk. He could hear the television and inwardly groaned at the topic of discussion. It was that popular American talk show, Jerry Springer. The topic of the day was “I'm pregnant by a Transsexual.” He could hear the cliché chanting of “Jerry, Jerry, Jerry!”

 

He all but died before he heard his name being called. “Mr. Sesshoumaru Taisho?” He rose to meet the new guest and turned towards the direction of the voice. “Please come into my office. I've been expecting you.”

 

Starting off in that direction, Jaken almost died. “Sesshoumaru-sama! Allow this humble person to aid you.” Once again pulling him towards the office Sesshoumaru could barely suppress the urge to yell at Jaken for continually treating him as incapable of little tasks.

 

“I'm Kaede, the head of this clinic.” He heard the voice say in a shaky manner. “Quite frankly, we've never really had a case such as yours.” He raised his eyebrow in annoyance.

 

“I have a busy schedule Kaede-sama.” Sesshoumaru told her blatantly. “If you wouldn't mind…”

 

The woman understood, but was intrigued by his haughty attitude. “I agree whole-heartedly and I apologize. Before we can do anything though, there are certain rules and regulations that your assistant may read to you.” She pulled out a contract and handed it to him. “Sign the areas indicated and I'll be back in a couple of minutes if you have any questions.”

 

After she left Jaken read t to him. It was all anticipated. This <i>personal assistant</i> was going to cost him fifteen hundred a week. There were some points on harassment, proper behavior, equal treatment, and any other agreements made between him and this person. Jaken pointed out where to signature and he did so.

 

Kaede soon returned with a new addition. “Mr. Taisho, as I have mentioned, your situation is that of an unexpected one. Therefore, there is hardly anyone here qualified to do the job that you seek.” Sesshoumaru's expression remained that same, but it appeared more aggravated to a close observer.

 

“But-

 

Kaede interrupted.

 

“We do have one. If you are dissatisfied with this choice, you will have to go to another organization with your inquiries.”

 

This is when the other figure approached.

 

“Hello Mr. Taisho. My name is Kagome Higurashi. It is a pleasure to be working for you.” The girl seemed to have a pleasant voice. By the way she was speaking; he determined that she was smiling.

 

<i>Woah momma! What a…hottie. No, it's more handsome. His hair looks so soft, and his skin is like porcelain. Oh Kami! His eyes are gorgeous.</i> her eyes continued to scan him from head to foot. Her cheeks flushed.

 

It seemed strange, but Sesshoumaru swore he could feel her eyes boring into his body. Kagome outstretched her hand in a friendly gesture. He snorted and turned to Kaede.

 

“She'll do.”

 

Kagome twitched. <i>That was rude! What have I gotten myself into?!</i>

 

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A/N: Phew! Okay that was significantly longer than my other chapters. You know what? It feels good to get it all out. I hope this makes sense to everyone, but whenever I read over this chapter I can't seem to convince myself that it's…worthy. It might just be me. If my writing style ever messes up severely, please tell me. I'd hate for the quality of this story to go down! It's always better to ask another person's opinion.

 

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Before I forget, I have exams tomorrow and the next day, so I probably won't be able to start another chapter until Friday. Even then, I like to write in short intervals. About this chapter, I know Sesshoumaru seems a bit OOC and like a pushover, but trust me, he'll be back to normal soon. I hope you all caught the pun when I said he turned the light off. ;P

Anywho, Ocular herpes is a real disorder. I changed some things to my liking, but most of it is true.

I finally introduced Kagome so it should all be a breeze from here. Hopefully? I think I took up enough room so…

 

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